strawberry milk don’t taste like strawberry but it sure as hell tastes like pink
tea
girl it’s milk
pure:
Me when i see a wild animal in a metropolitan area: reclaim your space, we are the invaders, retake what is yours
that moment of intimacy with the person who adjusts your seat belt on a roller coaster
i’m not against vaping, but man, vaping two inches from my face on the subway is a ridiculous asshole kind of move. this dude was billowing like he was auditioning for the role of haunted house fog machine. the humidity in the whole car changed, he was ruining haircuts. just jump starting the water cycle. condensation was dripping down my glasses. people were slipping off poles, it was chaos. it was like watching one man try to terraform the moon. a planet with one dense, root beer scented atmosphere blocking out the sun and choking all life.
i consider this a sort of prose poem to be honest






